The Real Strongest

“How…”

That’s the only word that could come out of George’s lips. He couldn’t say anything else other than this single word. As if the rest have been stuck inside his throat. Unable to get past it anymore as Daemon continued walking inside the cafeteria – both hands inside his pockets as he gave a quick scan of the room.

“You should finish your sentence you know.” Daemon’s eyes continued going around the room. Everyone lowered their gazes – staring straight at the floor. As if looking at Daemon is the most terrifying thing that can happen in that moment.

“It isn’t good manners for you to leave it hanging like that.” Daemon’s eyes finally went back to the initial target. The one who’s causing a scene and is standing on top of a table.

“Anyway, what are we doing today guys? Why are you all here?” Daemon asked in a casual tone, continuing his way inside.

Behind him, another figure soon came out. This being none other than Ashley herself. The woman who didn’t join in on all the fighting t
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